Freedom's all lies different walk away

You gotta hold your tongue you gotta hit it with the right of way

Maybe I blocked you from your intellectual scene

In a way insane in a way it's gotta be.

Red Sister might be choking but I ain't about that kind

Answer me with the rhythm of a body that was born to lose two times.

Hey big motor

He says that I'm a true fortune lie

Hang my shoulder

Big broken love, big broken knives



They might try to hide they have to answer mordant sins

You might be right like a hole in the wind

Poison daggers for the road mix broke down cross

Takes your head off the line

The flavor might be missing he has to cross that anyway

You can bet you can riddle witht the brothers to the power of another day.



Hey big motor

He says the Night Patrol 49

Hang my shoulder

Big broken love, big broken knives



Doing it say I'm meat

Which one stole my time

Diddn't you say you'd watch it?

Didn't I?

Evil stripped in me

Three more stripped in time.

Didn't you say you've got it?

Watch me . . . Ah!